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GF on the Cheap

If you can eat "normal" food, feel free to skip this post...and go eat a donut in celebration.

We are now all gluten free at our house. Sad day. Or maybe not. Matt has found he feels 10 times better when he avoids wheat, Annabelle is a much happier little person and my other girls don't have belly aches. Oh, and now I won't be dying at a young age of cancer. So I suppose it could be worse than having to be gluten free. It is, however, brutal on the food budget.

Several years ago I discovered Pamela's Baking and Pancake mix. It rocks. From this magic I can make cookies, muffins, pancake and waffles in a jiffy. Oh happy day!! Except it costs $15 for a bag that we can kill in about 2 weeks. Oy.

Back to the drawing board. Through the combined knowledge of gluten free cheap-skates such as myself, I have come up with this recipe for a DIY Pam's mix. It is awesome. Cheaper than buying it, I make a double batch and keep it in a Tupperware. For pancakes, mix one cup of the mix with an egg and 3/4 cup of milk.

1 cups Brown Rice Flour,
1 cups White Rice Flour, 
1 cup Natural Almond Meal or ground flax (may appear as brown flecks), 
3/4  cup Tapioca Starch, 
3/4  cup Sweet Rice Flour or oat flour
1  cup Potato Starch 
3 Tablespoons  baking powder
2 Tablespoon Baking Soda, 
1 tablespoon Sea Salt, 
1 tablespoon Xanthan Gum. 


I use this for everything I used Pam's for and it has never let me down. Bring on the muffins and coffee cake! Bring on the chocolate chip cookies and corn bread! Bring on the bigger pant size!


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